I would never have wanted to see your sad face again
Your cheeks and your windy hair
I went all across the country
Under this humid woodpecker
Day and night
Under the sun and the rain
Now we are face to face again
What does one say to my face
Once I rested up against a tree
So long
I got stuck to it
That kind of love is terrible
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